Mal was just a normal teenage girl and it was just another boring afternoon. She had decided to drive to 81st Deli and pick up a chicken salad. When she walked in she was surprised to see Jordana Nye standing in line.
Mal couldn't believe it. She didn't wanna cause a scene, so she just casually got in line behind Jordana. Jordana began ordering and when it was time to pay, she was 25 cents short.
Mal tapped Jordana's shoulder, "I got it," she said as she handed a dollar bill to the cashier.
Jordana slightly smiled, "Uh. Thanks. You didn't have to do that though," she told Mal.
"It's no problem." Mal said as she moved up in line.
Jordana stood aside, waiting for her food. Once Mal finished ordering, she joined Jordana in the waiting area.
"What's your name?" Jordana asked.
"Mal. What's yours?" Mal asked, pretending not to know who she was.
"I'm Jordana." She replied, putting her hand out for Mal to shake.
Mal accepted her hand and softly shook it, "It's nice to meet you."
"You seem pretty cool. Can I have your number?" She nervously asked the girl.
Mal's whole body went numb. She couldn't believe what was happening. She opened her mouth to speak but the words couldn't come out.
"You don't have to if you don't want to." Jordana informed her.
"No! I do." Mal blurted out.
She took Jordana's phone and wrote her number in. Before the girls could say anything else to each other, the man behind the counter called out their orders.
They both picked up their food then walked out of the deli.
"Well, I'll see you around." Jordana said to Mal as she walked away.
Mal stood there for a second just watching as Jordana walked away. It felt like she was in a dream.
